Usually he enjoys his first visit to a new city, takes his time as he is driving to his hotel, checks out the feel of the city, what there is to see just driving through. That would have to wait this time though; his thoughts were on the restaurant he had just spotted ahead, the hour delay taking off, and the likelihood he was too late.
He missed the turnoff into the restaurant, further worsening his mood. He made a u-turn at the next intersection, hoping they weren't illegal in this town, although not really caring at this moment. He turned into the restaurant rather too quickly, typically trying to make up seconds when already an hour late.
He waved an anemic apology to the older couple leaving the restaurant that he had just terrified with his erratic driving and searched for another long moment for a parking place. Someone else managed to get the spot the older couple vacated, he almost felt like he deserved that. Finally he found an empty spot and pulled into it.
He rushed into the restaurant lobby and to his surprise saw her sitting there. Relief began to pour over him as he ran to where she was sitting and he crouched down in front of her.
"I am so sorry, the flight was delayed for an hour, it took forever getting my rental car, I missed the stupid turn, I almost ran over this older couple,? the words were pouring out of him.
Then he finally looked up into her eyes, and saw her smiling down at him, and the dam closed on the words.
She reached out and touched his cheek. "It's ok, I made sure I checked on your flight before I came over, I haven't been here long. And it's nice to meet you too."
"Oh gosh," he stammered as he got back to his feet, "I'm making quite a first impression aren't I." He heard her laugh softly as she also got to her feet. He took her hand and raised it to his lips, kissing it softly. Looking down into her pretty eyes, "It is very nice to finally meet you milady."
She smiled at him warmly, "It's nice to finally meet you too. I have a table for us, is that ok?"
"Of course", he offered her his arm and she took it as they made their way to the hostess.
-click-
They talked as easily as they always did online. During the hour they had eaten dinner they had discussed childhoods, families, favorite restaurants and covered a bit of online gossip. After the strained introduction things had quickly smoothed out. She had caught him staring at her lovely eyes, long pretty brunette hair and gorgeous smile but had simply smiled each time their eyes had met. The hour had gone by far too quickly.
"Do you have some more time, can we talk some more?" he asked.
"I'd like that," she said, "but it's too noisy here, can we find someplace a bit more quiet?"
-click-
He opened the passenger side door of her car and climbed inside. Already inside, she looked over at him expectantly.
"I'm sorry, this is your town, and I?ve never been here. You're going to have to be the one to decide where we are going." Their eyes met, she was smiling at him. There was a lot of warmth in her gaze. The look lingered, past the time when both should have become self-conscious.
He began to lean toward her, and she didn't back away. He kept his eyes on hers the entire time, looking for any sign she didn't want what was happening, and then he felt her soft lips against his and they kissed for the first time. His hand slid to the right side of her throat, touching her cheek as they kissed. He could feel her breath on his face as the kiss continued. He slowly pulled back, feeling their lips slowly separate, both breathing heavily.
He pulled back just far enough to be able to look fully at her pretty face. His hand still softly caressed her cheek. "You are so beautiful," he whispered.
Her eyes lowered for a moment and a slight flush crept into her cheeks. Her eyes raised back up to find his. "You have the warmest, prettiest eyes," she said.
This time it was his turn to blush slightly. "May I kiss you again?" he asked.
"Yes."
He lowered his head slowly towards hers, anticipating the soft touch of her lips against his. As they kissed her mouth opened slightly and his mouth opened against hers. They began a deep sensuous French kiss, his hand slipped behind her neck so that he could pull her towards him a little, deepening the kiss even further.
They both scooted around in their seats, trying to get more comfortable for kissing. Soon he was on his knees in his seat, leaning over into her seat. Just then he noticed someone walking by her car and remembered where they were.
He sat up and in response to her somewhat surprised look managed to breathlessly whisper, "I think we are putting on a bit of a show."
Her blush was far more intense than when he had complimented her. "Perhaps we should find that other place that I was talking about."
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She pulled the car into the parking lot of a beautiful tree-filled local park. The parking lot was deserted. The evening was getting late, in less than an hour it would be dark. The moon was very bright this evening though.
Inside the car she turned to look at him. She looked lovely backlit by the moonlight, her dark pretty hair tumbling over her shoulders. It was a bit in disarray from the activities of a few moments ago.
He reached out to touch her cheek again, and she pressed her cheek into his hand. His hand softly caressed her lovely face, his fingers moving gently over her cheeks, across her lips, tracing the outline of her eyes. He ran one finger down her nose, dropping at the end of her nose to her lips. She kissed his finger.
He watched as she unbuckled her seatbelt. She dropped the pumps she was wearing onto the driver's side floor. Sitting on her knees, this time she leaned over into his seat to kiss him.
She kissed him tenderly for a moment then broke the kiss. She stared for a moment deep into his eyes. "I know I don't say it much," she whispered, "but you make me feel absolutely wonderful."
She leaned in to kiss him again, deeply, French kissing again. He had found the release to let the seat go back, but forgot they now had two people leaning against the seat. The seat quickly fell all the way back, pulling him completely away from her as he fell back hard into the seat. She was able to catch herself and started giggling at his startled look.
"I'm sorry," she managed to stop giggling. "Are you ok?"
Now he started laughing. "Yes, only thing hurt is my pride."
"I see," she said with mock seriousness. "Do you suppose I need to come down there and see if I can help?"
"I think I'd like that very much."
She very carefully climbed into his lap, and slowly stretched herself out against him. "Is this better?" she asked as she snuggled up against him. Her face was just inches from his and soon their lips were pressed tightly together again.
His right hand quickly found it's way to her left breast. His left hand slid down her back to gently caress her butt. The material of her dress felt very silky, which he actually notice for just a minute, before his brain reminded him of the wonderful lady under the dress, and that she was in his arms.
Their kiss deepened, he felt her body pressing into his, and into the hand at her breast. He slowly worked her dress up in back, until he was able to caress her butt through only her panties. He felt her breath catch in their kiss, and her body press hard against his. One of her hands covered his as he caressed her breast. She squeezed his hand gently and then removed his hand from her breast.
She stooped kissing him and sat up a bit. The hand she has just taken from her breast she raised to her lips, kissing it. She looked deep into his eyes as she told him, "I want to make love with you. But, not here, this isn't comfortable. I have a blanket in the back, I want you to make love to me under the moonlight in the park."
-click-
He lay back against the blanket as she kissed her way down his bare chest. Kissing her way down across his abdomen, he shivered in pleasure at what she was making him feel.
She wasted little time undoing his belt and unsnapping his jeans. She sat up and he felt his jeans sliding down and off. She started kissing her way up the inside of his thighs, something he had often done for other but never really experienced for himself. Her warm lips and soft, wet tongue felt incredible as she worked her way slowly up his thighs. Then he felt her kissing him over his jockeys, her mouth wrapping around curves and mouthing him softly.
Then she was swiftly pulling off his jockeys, tossing them somewhere behind her.
"Oh my, it's so big," he heard her exclaim.
Half laughing he was quickly up on his elbows looking at her. "What did you just say?" he asked.
Her eyes found his and he saw the humor in them though her face remained completely serious. She had always said that her eyes could never hide her mood. "Isn't that what I'm supposed to say?"
He laughed. "In this case I'm afraid that would be a case of false advertising darling."
"No, no, no," she lost her composure, giggling. "It would only be false advertising if you said it, I'm allowed to make such claims aren't I?"
